"no facebook"
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
We went to a barbeque at the home of Romi and Brian, friends who live in the neighbourhood.
They've got a place that looks out across the dense urban scape of the slope rising from Shinagawa station to Takanawa, and has a (by Tokyo standards) very large roof-top patio. It was on this patio that Brian and I set up the barbeque (badly, as it turns out).
The crowd was bilingual and an interesting mix of people from different walks of life. From one fellow who worked in the movie industry, I learned of a "secret" underground fashion boutique below Omotesando Hills that I intend to check out. Apparently you have to pass through a fruit juice stand to find the place?
As the sun went down we packed up our filthy son, who'd been crawling around on the patio with other children. When I mentioned that I'd get my film developed and would have the first pics back in a week's time, the hostess made a point of telling everyone, "No photos on Facebook." It's interesting to see how the tide of public opinion can turn.
All in all, this was a famn good weekend. Mine certainly went better than this dude's:
Three good things that happened today:
1. great weather
2. great food
3. interesting new friends